Back in college, I had a marketing and advertising professor once tell the class in the most condescending way, “most of you will end up with a career in sales.” At the time, I had dreams of being a big time event planner or working in PR for an NHL team. But then a year out of college after trying a role as an assistant director of communication and working part time as a wedding coordinator, I found myself interviewing for a sales coordinator position for a hotel. I laughed at the position at first, thinking of it as a position to get me out of waitressing and as an opportunity to save money before moving to Minnesota. What I didn’t expect was to grow to love it and seek out a career doing it in the long run. But here I find myself yet again, working with a sales team, enjoying my career. I laugh now at how outraged and discouraged that professor once made me but some days I wish I could thank him. Thank him for opening my eyes toward a career path I never knew that I wanted. I love working in sales and it’s never a boring job, especially since I work for three different sales reps, all with different personalities.
Don’t let professors or friends drag you down when you talk about your aspirations, but don’t shut them out either. Listen to them. Hear them out. They may be able to open your eyes to a career path you had never thought of before.
I’m almost 25 years old and I don’t know who I am or what I’m doing with my life. We all feel like that no matter how old we are. I used to tell myself that was okay, that no one ever really knows where they’re going in life. But lately, I’ve been seeing many people I know experience things that I thought I didn’t want or that I thought I could wait for.
I’ve lived in 4 different states in almost 4 years. I went to college. I met my boyfriend who I have been with for over 4 years. Loved. Lost. Had my heart shattered. But I’ve come out of it all alive, so I’ve always felt I should at least be grateful for that. But here’s the thing: I’ve done so much for other people, so much that I’ve felt was expected of me for the life I live, that I’ve stopped living for me and become nearly miserable in my daily life. I don’t feel loved. I feel under-appreciated in my home life and at my job.
I’ve decided it’s time to take back my life and live it for me. 2017 is the year of goals for me. I plan to feel loved again, even if it means leaving a man I’ve fought hard to be with for the last few years. I plan to better my health. I plan to look into work that I’m passionate about and makes me feel confident, even if it’s as trivial as modeling. I plan to travel places I’ve only dreamt about to make unbelievable memories.
2017 is going to be the journey of me finding myself.